A place for me to speak-out. A chance for my soul to seek...
' Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue, the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the cloths under your feet;
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams '
- William Butler Yeats

Friday, September 22, 2006

In The Rain

Here I am, in the rain. With eyes swollen, due to the tears that rolled,Your love gave me pains,And sorrows untold.

Like a candle, I sought no gain.Melted for you, didn’t think twice...But it’s all blown out, by this rain,And I ask myself, why did I sacrifice?

Cz u neither saw the tears in these eyes,Nor do u remember those days,Alone, no one can hear these muffled cries,And here I am, alone in the rain.

U said that easily, u found someone new,And forgot this boy, like leaves shed off the dew.U say that we shall walk again,You walked away for sure,But here I m, still waiting in the rain...